Distance

I feel like we are falling apart. Somewhere deep inside of me, I know it’s true. I don’t want to believe it – I don’t want to believe we have drifted because of the distance. The way I speak to you and the way you speak to me Our voices are clouded and clogged With fake laughs and fake sympathy. You ask me how my family is doing. I say we’re getting through the hard times. I ask you how’s school. You say it’s better. I feel a catch in my throat when you say you’re busy for the next couple of weeks. That’s too bad; I was hoping we could hang out. You talk about your new friend like she is gold. I have no one to talk about. I feel anger and pain and I regret never answering your calls and texts. If only you could understand the way I was feeling, But communication was lacking. “I have to go, I’ll call you back …” And something tells me you won’t.

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This poem was very easy to relate to. I really enjoyed how the poem was almost written out in like a conversation. The use of imagery for the voices were well written: "Our voices are clouded and clogged". The comparison between the friend and gold truly shows how the person is feeling: "You talk about your new friend like she is gold." Great poem!

I found your poem really touching, it could relate to me because it has happened to me. I could see the emotions that u put in it. I can understand u, stuff happens you just have to keep your head up even tough u fed up. Stay strong.
Sincerely- Shamsudin97.